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Thy form but seldom comes to bless my sleep . Ye faithless slumbe fleet not thus
away , And leave my wistful eyes to wake and weep . Oh ! I was dreaming of
those golden days , When , Will my guide , and pleasure all my aim , I rambled
wild ...
Thy form but seldom comes to bless my sleep . Ye faithless slumbe fleet not thus
away , And leave my wistful eyes to wake and weep . Oh ! I was dreaming of
those golden days , When , Will my guide , and pleasure all my aim , I rambled
wild ...
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To neglect at any time preparation for death , is to sleep on our post at a siege ,
but to omit it in old age , is to sleep at an attack . - Rambler . We ought not to trust
to the judgment of others concerning ourselves ; for most people who judge a ...
To neglect at any time preparation for death , is to sleep on our post at a siege ,
but to omit it in old age , is to sleep at an attack . - Rambler . We ought not to trust
to the judgment of others concerning ourselves ; for most people who judge a ...
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Thy active mind in equal temper keep , In undisturbed peace , yet not in sleep :
Let exercise a vigorvus health inaintain , Without which all the composition's vain
. In the same weight prudence and innocence take ; And one of each does the ...
Thy active mind in equal temper keep , In undisturbed peace , yet not in sleep :
Let exercise a vigorvus health inaintain , Without which all the composition's vain
. In the same weight prudence and innocence take ; And one of each does the ...
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Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces , And yet so humble too , as not to
scorn The meanest country cottages : “ His poppy grows among the corn . " The
halcyon sleep will never build his nest In any stormy breast . Tis not enough that
he ...
Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces , And yet so humble too , as not to
scorn The meanest country cottages : “ His poppy grows among the corn . " The
halcyon sleep will never build his nest In any stormy breast . Tis not enough that
he ...
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Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces , And yet so bumble too , as not to
scorn The meanest country cottages : “ His poppy grows among the corn . " The
halcyon sleep will never build his nest In any stormy breast . ' Tis not enough that
he ...
Sleep is a god too proud to wait in palaces , And yet so bumble too , as not to
scorn The meanest country cottages : “ His poppy grows among the corn . " The
halcyon sleep will never build his nest In any stormy breast . ' Tis not enough that
he ...
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Seite 42 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw...
Seite 135 - Autumn, — and sunshine arose on the way to the home of my fathers, that welcomed me back. I flew to the pleasant fields traversed...
Seite 39 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Seite 34 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Seite 156 - I CANNOT call riches better than the baggage of virtue ; the Roman word is better, " impedimenta ; " for as the baggage is to an army, so is riches to virtue ; it cannot be spared nor left behind, but it hindereth the march ; yea, and the care of it sometimes loseth or disturbeth the victory. Of great riches there is no real use, except it be in the distribution ; the rest is but conceit.
Seite 35 - You would be, sweet madam, if your miseries were in the same abundance as your good fortunes are : And yet, for aught I see, they are as sick, that surfeit with too much, as they that starve with nothing...
Seite 159 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious. But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ; Or like the snow-falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm.
Seite 34 - Thee I revisit safe, And feel thy sovran vital lamp ; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn ; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
Seite 43 - That tinkle in the withered leaves below. Stillness, accompanied with sounds so soft, Charms more than silence. Meditation here May think down hours to moments. Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And Learning wiser grow without his books.
Bibliografische Informationen
| Titel | Laconics: Or Instructive Miscellanies, Selected from the Best Authors, Ancient and Modern ... |
| Autor/in | A general reader |
| Illustriert von | Alexander Anderson |
| Ausgabe | Neuauflage |
| Veröffentlicht | 1827 |
| Original von | Harvard University |
| Digitalisiert | 21. März 2008 |
| Länge | 188 Seiten |
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